I have a professional relationship and friendship with a former LAPD SWAT Officer at the SLA shootout, Intel LT for LA Olympics later a METRO Platoon LT, ended up a Dep. Chief and never forgot his roots.
At one point he taught an anti-terrorism course with IACP. I was at his course in Silver Springs, MD. While I suspect he had something more effective along on the trip, he had an NAA five shot .22 in his checked baggage. At Wash National Airport, after getting his bag, he uploaded the little shooter. Got a cab and headed north. At a deserted spot along the Potomac, the FN driver pulled over and asked him is he had the cash for the ride. He responded yes. The guy (no good at reading the body language that said don't fuck with me) asked if he had any more cash and flashed a knife .
He pulled the NAA 5 shot .22 into the guys ear and said take him to the hotel. Short of the destination, it occurred to him that this could go wrong. So he paid asshole cab driver the meter, had him write him a receipt for the ride, got out and walked the last blocks. Dumb shit never knew how close he was to being dead.
Any gun beats just harsh language. Rule 1.